Rushing in Reality

On the long way to eternity

I had so much to see

The dream is the tool

I grab this tool, and I flee

To the place I held dear to me

I thought of the times that felt sublime

Yet they were just in my dreams

I wake up to notice reality is reckless

A friend’s voice comes rushing in

To remind me of the time we’re in

I feel my space, I see myself

Floating in the waves of change

In those waves, so much happens

I call my name to hear it ring

Across the room

Repeated this game until I became

Awake and beside that friend.

Poetry by: Farah A.Y

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